I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

The once majestic cathedral towers have now turned into ruins.

Four apostles hung in the air from the four directions, waiting for a long while,

but they did not see the safe house under the ruins collapse, nor any trace of An Ji Saint Shepherd.

To deal with four little worms so slowly, could it be the old man is failing? Cold suspicion filled Leng Xiu's mind.

Yet, in the next moment, the three-layer seal outside the safe house abruptly broke apart.

"Out," Leng Xiu's scarlet eyes squinted slightly.

A man and five women, six figures emerged from the shattered light, hovering above the safe house.

"?" Seeing this scene, the Burning Heaven disciples were all taken aback, sensing that something was amiss.

"I've changed my mind," from under a gray hood, An Ji Saint Shepherd's sinister face raised, speaking lightly, "I intend to protect these four people."

Burning City's gaze suddenly turned cold, hiding killing intent, causing the space to tremble with explosive sounds that pricked everyone's nerves: "An Ji, what do you mean?"

"Are you going to breach the agreement?"

As the words fell from Burning City, the black-light barrier surrounding the ruins shone brightly, countless ancient runes flowed and connected, gathering more and more black-purple thunderous fury.

[Legend A-level Spiritual Clothes·Destruction Decree]

Leng Xiu raised his right hand, a staff formed of black-purple lightning emerged in his palm, his lips curled in a mocking smile, the tip of the staff pointed at the people below.

While An Ji Saint Shepherd was making moves within the safe house, they were naturally not idle, having long prepared for the old man's breach of agreement.

Around the perimeter of the safe house, not only was there the Destruction Decree, a high-destructive attack array, but also seven trap Spiritual Clothes of varying effects, quickly constructed during An Ji Saint Shepherd's resurrection of Heather.

Though the Heroic Spirit·Heather summoned by An Ji Saint Shepherd was indeed powerful, the six below were already trapped in the center of the traps, any slight move would mean death for all but Heather.

If An Ji, this old thing, wanted something for nothing without giving the Sumeru King Order, then he could only die.

"Are all the people of Burning Heaven as impatient as you?"

The old man in the gray robe shook his head, speaking slowly and calmly, "The Sumeru King Order will still be yours, but after much contemplation, I decided to save these four. This condition shouldn't be difficult for Burning Heaven to accept, right?"

As he spoke, Heather beside him raised a floating token, which was indeed the Sumeru King Order.

"If you agree, this divine object can be handed over to you now," An Ji said.

"Impossible!" Leng Xiu's face turned a bit unsightly, "The other three are negotiable, but the woman named Cha must be mine!"

"Hoho~ So there's no room to negotiate?" The old man in the gray robe raised his terrifyingly old eyes coldly, a chilling killing intent rose from his eyes, despite having lost his cultivation, his imposing aura remained undiminished.

"Hehe~" Leng Xiu's gaze turned cold as well, twisting his neck, "Old thing, your Spiritual Base has been sacrificed, how dare you act arrogant?"

"Alright," but at this tense moment, Burning City suddenly nodded in agreement.

"??!" Leng Xiu's pupils shrank suddenly, turning his head abruptly.

Burning City's authoritative gaze glanced at him coldly, making Leng Xiu swallow his questioning words immediately.

He took a deep breath, lowering his head in compromise.

"Catch it!" The old man in the gray robe gave no chance for hesitation to the Burning Heaven apostles, his eerie voice echoed, and Heather swiftly turned, forcefully throwing the token towards the western sunset!

"Boom—Boom—!" The token was enhanced with terrifying spatial power, each boom tore through space, teleporting a hundred miles, causing heavens and earth to resonate, disappearing in an instant.

"!!!" The four apostles hesitated momentarily, Burning City was the first to act, disappearing from the spot,

the remaining three apostles did not leave but continued to focus on maintaining the barrier on the spot.

But without Burning City's Holy Realm strength, they couldn't stop Heather, the barrier shattered directly, Ji Ying and Leng Xiu sensed Heather's terrifying killing intent, making their scalp tingle.

Fortunately, at this moment, Burning City's voice sounded in their minds: "It is indeed the Sumeru King Order, retreat."

The three apostles turned into light flows, shadows, and blood bats, disappearing on the spot, leaving only Leng Xiu's sinister low laughter echoing above the ruins: "That Black Moon sow, rest assured, you won't get away..."

The apostles all left, but the six people above the ruins did not immediately leave the place.

An Ji may be adept at forging techniques, but he could only create virtual tokens that appeared real from a distance; once touched, they'd reveal their falsity, unable to deceive Burning City.

Moreover, An Ji had already lost his cultivation.

Thus, the token thrown earlier was indeed the real Sumeru King Order, from Xia Feng.

Only this way could they lure these Burning Heaven apostles away.

"The time is almost up."

Jiang Qiue, dressed in a cyan gown, stood at the top of the ruins with her hands behind her back, gazing towards the western heavens.

As her words fell, above the safe house, an ancient token suddenly leaped out of the space, caught by Xia Feng.

This was Jiang Qiue's [Authority·Immortal Word], applied a [Return here in 30 seconds] Immortal Word to the Sumeru token, ensuring that the token returns here in 30 seconds, no matter where it was.

30 seconds was her current ability limit, applicable only to non-living objects. During Xia Feng's prior chase by Jiang Qiue in 'Beiqiu Abyss', he roughly understood the range of her word magic limits.

An impressive Authority ability, if fully restored, would be unfathomably irritating.

Now, 30 seconds was enough to make the Burning Heaven apostles leave far from this place.

"Hurry up and leave."

Having retrieved the token, Xia Feng and the others didn't hesitate at all, turning into six streaks of light, rushing towards the eastern sky.

The ruins dead silent, void of any sign of life.

But soon enough, four streaks of light returned from the western sky, crashing onto the ruins in an instant.

"Boom!!"

Amidst the swirling dust, there were not only Leng Xiu's curses, but Burning City's thunderous roar shook the heavens....

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Dusk dark skies, six streaks of light cut through the thick cloud layer, still fleeing, without a moment's hesitation or pause.

An Ji Saint Shepherd was carried by Heather, his eyelids fighting to stay open, Heather's body light flow also twisted, seemingly about to scatter.

Xia Feng noticed An Ji's consciousness was about to fail, soon falling into unconsciousness, hurriedly asking: "What exactly happened at the General Court? What are Moluo Saint Shepherd's intentions? Where is Miao Master now?"

"Miao Master is imprisoned in the [Babel Tower], about to become the sacrificial offering for the Red Moon; Moluo wishes to bring the Red Moon down!"

An Ji Saint Shepherd quickly explained the General Court's situation in a raspy voice, which gradually grew weak and powerless, "The church's downfall is already inevitable.... Cha Naixue, Jiang Qiue, this is beyond your ability to stop."

"Leave sooner, don't go...." as she spoke, her murmured voice faded away, her head drooped down,

Heather's form also transformed into crimson spiritual light, forming a complex and mysterious emblem on the back of her hand.

Red Moon? Xia Feng was surprised, looking at the two Holy Daughters, asking in confusion: "What is the Red Moon?"